Our very first Outlaw Poet Revue went off with a bang -- like dynamite bursting a hole through a rocky mountain to make way for the coming steam engine. I had a wonderful time sharing my new work as well as reading from December 2012's release, Skinny Dipping in Daylight. Jimmy A provided a perfect bridge between poet and listener with his methodical melodies and ambient aliens. And Kevin Max kept to his wits birthing verse after verse like the bearded John the Baptist -- sans locust. Last night was truly a moment to be locked in the time capsule. I want to take this sentence to thank our great friends over at Frothy Monkey for granting us residency for our poetic soiree, and a special thank you to all of you who came out and made it such a great night. We are looking forward to including other weary poets as this thing takes flight. Keep a weathered eye for the second Outlaw Poet Revue headed your way before the year is up.
Grateful, cB
